Friday, January 2, 2015

Happy Day 2 of 2015! I know I already posted yesterday, but will all the resolution-making and goal setting going on, I felt it was time to share something I wrote awhile that might provide perspective.

Threads

Each
human life is a different colored thread. Thin. Fragile.
Insignificant.

Useful.
Purposeful. Unique.

Life begins waiting. Then, attempts
to move, to make.The spool rolls as the thread
creates endless loops on the floor.

A pause
to admire reveals a mess. The thread is
wasted.

Until,
the Sewer comes.

He sees the coils, yet chooses the color.

He picks up the runway spool and winds the thread.
Sometimes gently. Sometimes painfully as
knots untangle and purpose is restored.

Soon, it's time to begin. The Sewer threads
His needle and starts to stitch.

The pattern is simple simple at first, but grows
more intricate as the thread yields to its master.

At times the thread protests and the spool
plunges to the floor. Though the thread unwinds, the Sewer never lets go. The end is always in His hand as waits for
spinning to stop. The spool hits an
obstacle. Momentum dies.

Once again, the Sewer, gathers the thread.

Needle in hand, He guides the thread in and out
many patterns. Numerous threads intertwine for a time, only to be separated to
color new corners.

Not one strand stands out. Not one sees the whole design. Each knows only the colors it glides by and
the steady strength of the Sewer’s hand.
He knows. He sees. The picture forms before His eyes and by His
hands.

When at last, He finishes, the tapestry shows
no single strands, but a scene with each stitch planned. A display of color with each thread in place.

The one downside of Christmas "break" is that all the TV shows take a break. Since all my shows are on a siesta, it's time for a new Netflix obsession. Gilmore Girls is a show that I have caught off and on on TV for years, but never watched all the way through. Figured I would start with the pilot and see where it goes.

Loving

Though it's technically just another day, New Year's Day always feels so fresh and new! Looking back at 2014 reveals a lot of changes, so I can only wonder what is in store for 2015!

Thinking and Wanting

I'm ready to get started with the New Year and all that it brings. As I have mentioned before, I am no longer teaching, but am preparing to serve full time with World Orphans as the Director of Rescue Teams. Since September, I have been support raising, which entails lots of mail, calls, e-mails, meetings etc. Reaching out to all the people I have known and everyone who knows them has been quite an endeavor, but such a blessing too. It's amazing to see friends, family, church members, acquaintances etc. coming together to show Christ's love to orphans.

Needing

The holidays were a joy of festive eating, but now it's time to get into January gear and back to healthy habits.

Yes

The end of support raising is in sight. God is knitting together a team of prayer warriors and monthly donors that have brought me to 71% of my monthly goal. I'm ready, ready, ready, ready to get started working once I hit 80%. So close. If you would like to read more and possibly partner on behalf of the fatherless, you can read more at Becky@World Orphansand my Support Page. All prayers and gifts are a blessing.

Maybe

I am contemplating whether or not to take some sort of class. Life is too short and there is not enough time to invest in all the hobbies I would like to pursue. Still, it might be fun to develop a few. Hard to choose though. Photography? Cooking? Baking? Dance?

I Wish

Maybe 2015 will be the year that someone special comes into my life? Don't get me wrong, I love my life and I am content to wait on the Lord, it would be nice to meet a good guy.

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Hello! My name is Becky. I am a former first grade teacher whose life changed dramatically after a trip to India in 2013. God called me to full time ministry and I am now working for an amazing organization, World Orphans. In my free time, I volunteer as an advocate for Compassion International.
My life is not about me. I owe everything to Jesus Christ, my Savior. He chose me and sent me to serve Him and to love His children. He is my King and my Father.